The Corpse Driver of Western Hunan: My profession panel has no upper limit.

"This young man is quite old, but he's got quite the big mouth."

The Miao village chief, Xiong Ying, spoke slowly, his tone somewhat unfriendly. After he finished speaking, the Miao youths who had gathered together all focused their attention on Lu Jin, and then a commotion broke out.

Everyone's heart was in turmoil, Lu Jin's figure and name were etched firmly into their minds.

It turns out that there was such a genius boy in their Miao village.

"I remember Lu Jin has only been practicing martial arts for about a month, while Jiang Feng has been practicing for over a year..."

These words, spoken from the crowd, caused many to gasp in surprise; their Miao village now had hope of prosperity.

If their Miao village could produce a Grandmaster of Internal Energy, they could dominate this small territory, and even warlords would have to give them some face.

A master of internal energy is fearless of ordinary bullets, can easily take the head of an enemy general in the midst of a thousand-man army, and can retreat calmly.

It can be said that a Grandmaster of Transformation Force is like a powerful bomb.

"Chieftain, young people should have more vigor."

Lu Jin gave a forced smile. He saw hatred in the eyes of the clan chief, Xiong Ying, but Lu Jin didn't care. He had already planned to make Xiong Yan's father go down to his grave sooner or later when he killed Xiong Yan.

Upon seeing the hatred in Xiong Ying's eyes, his remaining sense of guilt vanished instantly. Now that he was Lin Tianzheng's personal disciple, Xiong Ying would surely not dare to attack him without evidence.

"Well said."

Lin Tianzheng stood up and laughed, "This is my true disciple. Listen up, everyone. Your brother Lu Jin will be the next corpse driver of the Miao village. Soon he will be going out to drive corpses to earn money. Our Miao village's good days are not far away."

Upon hearing this, cheers erupted from the crowd. During the period when Lin Tianzheng stopped transporting corpses, their Miao village's income had decreased significantly, and life had become much more difficult. Moreover, they had heard that the warlords were about to start another war, and they didn't know if their taxes would increase.

"He's quite a promising talent, Xiao Feng." Yang Changqing massaged Jiang Feng, channeling his energy into his body to dissipate the blood stasis. "Learn more from A-Lu in the future."

"Alright, the chores are done, it's time to get down to business."

The clan chieftain, Eagle, interrupted the lively atmosphere, staring intently at Lu Jin, "Did you see my son last night?"

"I saw it before we went into the mountains, and then we separated." Lu Jin answered calmly and confidently, his eyes fixed on the eagle without the slightest panic.

No matter how the eagle searched, it couldn't find any flaws.

"Clan leader, we all agreed that life and death are left to fate. When I took the test of courage as a corpse driver, several of the people who took the test with me also perished."

"If you simply believe your son shouldn't have died, then I think you shouldn't have sent him to me in the first place."

Lin Tianzheng calmly took a sip of water, and his unique aura at the peak of Dark Force suddenly appeared, making the atmosphere on the scene suddenly heavy, and also making the clan leader, Eagle, stop talking.

"You've lost your composure. My son's body is gone, and it's a tragedy for an old man to outlive his son. Please forgive me." The eagle suddenly laughed and stood up, patting Lu Jin on the shoulder.

"You are the hope of our Miao village. Keep up the good work. As the clan chief, I have a few jars of aged snake wine and some food. I will arrange for someone to deliver them to you. This is the heartfelt gift of the Miao village."

"Thank you, clan chief."

One shouldn't hit a smiling face. After Lu Jin thanked him, Xiong Ying hurriedly left with his men. They searched all day but couldn't find Xiong Yan's remains.

He was going to arrange Xiong Yan's funeral.

He staggered as he went out, and his once black hair was now streaked with white. The pain of losing his son in old age was indescribable.

"This is the way of the world now, Ah Lu. Remember this: after dealing with the bride in red, you must be careful before doing anything in the future."

"In this world, no one knows whether tomorrow or an accident will come first."

Lu Jin nodded in response to Lin Tianzheng's reminder. After everyone left, Yang Changqing took out a Guanyin bottle with willow branches inserted inside and sprinkled water around Lu Jin.

This is called "Worshiping Guanyin" in their Miao village, and it is believed to have the effect of warding off evil spirits.

"There are two steps to get out of this predicament. First, I will perform a ritual for you, which will temporarily protect you. Second, I will use my lifespan to consecrate your weapon. With the consecrated weapon and the combined energy of the blazing sun, you can inflict fatal damage on this evil spirit."

"Weapons?"

Lu Jin sounded somewhat doubtful, so Lin Tianzheng quietly spoke up, "I have a big spear, Lu. Tomorrow I will teach you the spear techniques that accompany Bajiquan, the Six Harmonies Spear. I will bring it over for you to consecrate it later."

"Okay." Lu Jin nodded.

"However, I have one more condition."

Upon hearing Yang Changqing's words, Lu Jin and Lin Tian both looked at him.

The next second, Yang Changqing slowly spoke: "You will become my disciple and learn boxing from me, but of course, you will only be a nominal disciple."

"Huh?" Lu Jin was a little surprised. "I've already learned Bajiquan."

"When traveling the martial arts world, it's always good to have multiple skills. Grandmaster Sun Lutang, a peerless master, was proficient in Xingyi Quan, Tai Chi Quan, and Bajiquan. Who says a martial artist can only learn one style of boxing?"

"Your master and I are both proficient in several martial arts, but we each have our own strengths."

Lin Tianzheng saw through Yang Changqing's thoughts. He saw Lu Jin's talent and wanted to tie himself to Lu Jin.

In this world, teachers are respected and the way is valued. If one betrays one's teacher, one will be despised by the world. Some people even use the guise of eliminating evil to enhance their own reputation.

"It's alright. Having another martial art is not bad. Just remember that quality is more important than quantity. Focus on the Eight Extremes."

Seeing that Lin Tianzheng had said so, Lu Jin had no reason to refuse and simply performed the apprenticeship ceremony.

Yang Changqing then began to perform rituals for Lu Jin, and then taught Lu Jin Tai Chi.

"Embrace the primordial unity, tuck the chest and straighten the back, relax the shoulders and drop the elbows... Let the mind and body follow each other, use intention but not force... Let the mind and energy unite, and let the energy sink to the dantian..."

Lu Jin spent the entire afternoon with Yang Changqing, who gave him a brief lesson before having Jiang Feng provide guidance, while he went to consecrate Lu Jin's spear.

However, he underestimated Lu Jin's talent. In just a few hours, the unique Tai Chi retina quietly appeared in front of his retina.

Tai Chi: Cultivating Strength (13/300)

【Power: 15.3→15.7】

Agility: 14.4 → 14.6

[Spirit: 13.2→13.4]

[Willpower: 13.1 → 13.5]

Such talent truly startled Jiang Feng, who was dumbfounded: "Junior Brother Lu, you've already mastered the basics?"

"By sheer luck."

Upon hearing Lu Jin's words, Jiang Feng's lips twitched, and his handsome face twitched slightly. Was this still human?

No wonder there was a purple aura rising from the east above Lu Jin's head, in addition to the gloom.

As the high priest's personal disciple, he naturally had some knowledge of the art of observing qi and also knew a little about feng shui and the eight trigrams, but this profession was much more difficult than martial arts.

Lu Jin's lips curled up. He felt that his hearing had become much stronger than before. After learning the basics of Tai Chi, he had a basic grasp of listening energy.

This is a practical combat technique in Tai Chi Chuan: listening to sounds to pinpoint enemy positions and reacting in advance based on the enemy's movements and momentum.

"If I were to advance Tai Chi to the level of Ming Jin, or even higher, then I should be considered..."

"Invincible among those of the same level!"

Lu Jin seemed to be deep in thought. It seemed he needed to learn more martial arts techniques, and his life goals were becoming more and more numerous.

As the sun set, Yang Changqing reappeared, carrying a silver-white spear over two meters long. He looked somewhat haggard and seemed to have aged considerably. Lin Tianzheng stood beside him.

Without saying much, he tossed the spear to Lu Jin. Its heavy weight immediately appeared in Lu Jin's palm, causing Lu Jin to exclaim in admiration.

"Great gun!"

"When your master was young and driving corpses, the great spear he carried was called the Soul Suppressor. Its tip was stained with the blood of countless ghosts and demons, so it was definitely a good spear."

Lin Tianzheng said proudly, "It belongs to you now."

"Thank you, Master."

"I used my life essence to consecrate this spear. If evil spirits attack, you can use this spear to fight. As for whether you can kill the evil spirits, that depends on yourself."

At this point, Yang Changqing waved his hand, and Lu Jin and Lin Tianzheng also clasped their hands in farewell and took their leave. Jiang Feng, looking at Yang Changqing's pale face, couldn't help but ask with concern:

"Master, are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Yang Changqing's eyes flickered. "He's an extremely terrifying prospect."

Stepping out of the village gate, Lu Jin, spear in hand, glanced around and noticed a pile of clothes that hadn't been completely burned in front of the village. However, the size and pattern didn't seem to be what adults would wear.

"Master, does Master Yang have any children?"

"No," Lin Tianzheng shook his head. "What is it?"

Lu Jin recounted what he had seen, which made Lin Tianzheng frown. "Perhaps it was just clothes that were found and burned after rummaging through drawers or cabinets. Don't overthink it."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin nodded, but secretly kept a watchful eye on things.

In this world, one must always be wary of others.

You can only trust yourself and your own fists.

As darkness fell, Lu Jin returned to his village, intending to have a hearty meal, grind his profession panel, and then go to sleep. However, the sight before him left him dumbfounded: a dense mass of figures stood at the entrance of his village.

Everyone wanted to introduce a wife to Lu Jin, and some even brought their daughters with them.

The news that Lu Jin had become a corpse-driving craftsman in the Miao village and had defeated the high priest's disciple had already spread far and wide, in the eyes of countless Miao villagers.

At this moment, Lu Jin is a hot commodity. Marrying Lu Jin means you'll never have to worry about food or clothing, and you can even go to the big city to live the life of a wealthy wife.

"Is this the change that comes from adding points?"

After dismissing the crowd, Lu Jin's eyes flickered as he looked at the king cobra corpse hanging overhead; he liked this change.

But that's not enough!

He needs to tap into more of his potential!

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